I can only imagine John Cena music for which my son goes crazy
I can only imagine John Cena music for which my son goes crazy
You’re getting eaten alive here. You seemed so excited. Sorry big dog.
The gen x punk couple across the street were holding each other watching a wisp of fog make it’s way across the wooded hill we face, as I parked this morning. After all these years, I officially feel they’re better than me
The back of the upper segment of my left middle finger and the knuckle directly above it are excruciatingly itchy at this moment bc this comic played out five minutes ago.
Now she’s looking at me angrily, flipping the tail. Sorry you got reprimanded and I stopped petting you bc you keep trying to tear my fucking arm apart like a violent otter.
But look at that belly… better get another pet in
How about alternating every couple decades to cover all bases. Checkmate.
Hahahahahahahaha that’s really good
Fuck yeah mmmmmerica!!
America! Fuck yeah! Coming again to save the mother fuckin day yeah!
Don’t they? I live in the US and I remember putting mail in the mailbox for the mail carrier to pickup.
Man… South Florida and Caribbean last place I want to be during storms. Interesting to hear the swamps are safer
What part of the world?
Why crow whistle everyday?
Ugh the casualness of the earlier mention helped me avoid feeling terrible for you. Now the truth is heartbreaking.
In your car with auto documents with your address on them?
This fucked me up big time my first trip which was way before it was so common in the States
And the barber shop!
It finally feels like reddit here
I teach my kid it’s important to lose bc you learn what to work on
So do me and Mark